My girlfriend is a bad lady

Practice was done in the music classroom, but after school, Toru Watanabe would first go to the activity room of the Human Observation Department and leave his schoolbag there.

"We're going to the playground."

"why?"

"practise."

"why?"

"Win first place in the club entertainment competition."

"why?"

Although explaining this process was necessary, Watanabe Toru kept asking "why, why", which still made Kiyono Rin frown in displeasure.

Knowing that he was looking for trouble, she still patiently said, "The Human Observation Club must not only take first place in the Cultural Festival, but also be stronger than the sports clubs in the Sports Festival. This is a good opportunity to observe humans."

"... Kiyono-san, you don't have an obsession with getting first place, do you?"

"No."

Because Kiyono Rin's answer was too serious, Watanabe Toru couldn't continue to complain.

"I can go, but I still want to drop off my schoolbag at the club first. I feel uncomfortable holding things in my hands."

Hearing this, Qingye Rin looked down at the books and schoolbag in her hands.

"Kiyono-san, you were probably so excited about the sudden thought of getting first place that you forgot to put down the things in your hands?" Toru Watanabe guessed, staring into the girl's eyes motionlessly.

Qingye Rin turned her eyes away slightly, lifted her hair, nodded calmly and said: "No problem, the key is with me, I can open the door for you."

After saying that, she walked towards the club building.

"Qiono-san, please answer the second question..."

Qingye Rin turned around suddenly, with almost no expression on her face, and asked in a cold voice:

"Watanabe Toru, do you have any questions?"

"..." Watanabe Toru raised his hands in surrender, "You called me by my full name, so of course I don't have any."

The corners of Qingye Rin's mouth rose slightly for a moment, but she immediately snorted coldly, lifted her flying black straight hair, turned around and continued walking towards the club building with her skirt fluttering.

On the way, she explained the rules of the sports festival to Toru Watanabe.

Like the class competition, the club also adopts a scoring system.

You are free to participate in any activities. The first place gets 5 points, the second place gets 3 points, and the third place gets 1 point. Finally, the three clubs with the most points can go on stage to receive the awards together with the three classes with the most points.

However, the top three in the class competition are one from each grade, while in the club competition, no matter whether you have more third-year students or first-year students, or the number of people, only the total score is counted.

"This is too difficult. We have no chance in relay races and other multi-person sports, and club entertainment competitions are all based on multi-person cooperation," said Toru Watanabe helplessly.

“So we have to train and try to get as many points as possible in all events except cooperative sports.”

"Are you sure ten days is enough? Don't we still have wind band practice? The national competition is more important."

"As for the wind orchestra, as long as I am there for the evening ensemble, your level is already good enough."

"That's right." Watanabe Toru nodded.

His oboe performance had long reached a bottleneck, so he just needed to maintain a minimum amount of practice.

If you want to achieve the "transcendence level", it is definitely not enough to just practice hard. It would be good to do some exercise to change your mood.

Chapter 137 Sports Festival (2)

The playground of Shenchuan High School may not be comparable to that of many universities.

First of all, it is very large. Looking from the stands at the people standing in the center, high school students look only the size of elementary school students. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a small horse racing track.

In addition, all facilities are new and complete, so there will never be a situation where the baseball team is playing baseball on one side while the track and field team is practicing running on the other side.

"What exactly do you want to practice?" Toru Watanabe changed into sportswear, half-knelt on the ground, stretched his legs to the left and right, and began to warm up.

Qingye Rin, who also changed into sportswear, held a notebook in one hand and rested her chin with the other hand.

After thinking for a while, she said, "First is 'Long-distance soccer shot'."

"What about the rules?"

"As long as the ball can go into the goal, the farther the ball is, the higher the ranking. Unlike usual times, there won't be anyone at the goal..."

At this time, the female member of the track and field club ran past the two of them quickly, her ponytail flying, her breasts rising and falling, her buttocks swaying, her legs...

"Watanabe-san, please repeat what I just said."

"On the premise that the ball can go into the goal," Watanabe Toru calmly withdrew his gaze from following the female members of the track and field club, "the farther away, the higher the ranking..."

After he repeated it word for word, Qingye Rin continued explaining as if nothing had happened.

“…That’s all.”

"I understand." Watanabe Toru nodded.

"Then let's go to the physical education teacher to apply for the right to use the football and the field."

"That's too much trouble? Can't you just borrow it from the football club?"

"Do you know anyone in the football club?" asked Qingno Rin.

"No."

"Who are you going to ask for the loan?"

Watanabe Toru didn't answer and walked straight towards the football club.

Qingye Rin followed him and felt a little curious seeing his confident look.

As a result, he and the female manager of the football department...

"Look," Toru Watanabe used his knees to support the football, "Not only do we have the ball, we also have the right to use the goal."

"Yes."

"Whether they know each other or not, no one has ever refused me when I ask them to borrow something."

"You just have a pretty face." Sighing, Qing Ye Lin loosened the hand that was rubbing his brow, "Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and practice."

"You come and I come?"

"What do you say?"

"You come."

Qingye Rin walked straight towards the goal without saying a word.

Toru Watanabe stood in place and estimated the distance between himself and the goal, 30 meters, a distance at which he could basically guarantee strength and accuracy.

After taking physical education classes for more than half a year, he has become very good at most sports thanks to his extraordinary intelligence and superhuman physique - recently, it happened.

I was too lazy to notice before, but he seems to have some talent in sports.

After securing the ball, he raised his foot and kicked it out.

The football soared into the sky and spun towards the goal. The curve was very beautiful, like a rainbow.

Unfortunately, it didn't go in and hit the goal post.

This was just the first shot. As long as he could get the feel for it and without any interference from others, Toru Watanabe believed that he would soon be able to score with 100% accuracy at this distance.

He jogged over to pick up the ball, but Qingye Rin was already walking over with the football in her arms.

"You're going to be responsible for picking up the ball?"

"This is the Human Observation Department's business, so of course I have to contribute." Qing Ye Lin said as a matter of course, "It is also to save you energy for practice."

"Good minister!" Toru Watanabe took the football.

Looking at the back of Kiyono Rin walking back to the goal again, Watanabe Toru put the ball on the ground and kicked it out again.

The ball rolled for a while and stopped two meters near the goal.

Qingye Rin picked up the ball, walked over, and handed it to him: "Why is it suddenly so far away?"

"I'm not a professional football player. You expect too much from me."

"Did you get the first goal by chance?"

"Meng? Who do you think I am?!" Watanabe Toru was so angry that he stuck the ball on the ground. He didn't run up or accumulate strength, but just kicked it.

The football flew out with a "bang" and Qingye Rin couldn't help but turn his head to look.

The ball rushed towards the goal like a drill, with a whirlwind, and was one meter away from the goal.

"See!" Watanabe Toru placed his right hand across his forehead, looked toward the goal, and confirmed the distance. "It's closer than last time. If I practice more, I can definitely score a goal from this distance today."

Qingye Rin nodded, acknowledging his words.

She walked back and picked up the ball, and Toru Watanabe kicked it out again.

"Ah, unfortunately, it's a bit far off this time."

The fourth time, it was a little better.

The fifth time, it was a little better.

The sixth time, it was worse.

"Would you like to take a break? I'll pick it up myself..."

"Focus on practicing." Qingye Rin interrupted him immediately. After that, she took off her sports jacket, revealing a white short-sleeved shirt with her last name written on it.

She folded her coat and placed it next to Toru Watanabe along with her notebook, then walked back to the goal.

Halfway through the walk, the football passed her in the air and landed not far from the goal.

The seventh time, it hit the goal.

The eighth time, it was farther away again.

Ninth time.

Qingye Rin was panting, and the thin hair on her temples was wet with sweat.

"I think we should take a break." Toru Watanabe said while holding the ball.

Qingye Rin wanted to speak, but she couldn't catch her breath for a while. After she calmed down, she shook her head and motioned for him to continue.

Toru Watanabe threw the ball out and kicked it before it hit the ground.

He put his hand on his forehead and followed the ball with his eyes: "A little closer, I think I've found the feeling."

Qingye Rin nodded and slowly walked towards the still rolling ball. After taking two steps, she stopped.

When there is no ball, Toru Watanabe will practice shooting without the ball, looking for angles and constantly adjusting the strength.

Seeing her suddenly standing still, he asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Can't hold on?"

"Just in case," Qing Ye Lin turned around, "you didn't deliberately not kick it in, right?"

"How is that possible? That's impossible."

Qingye Rin's face suddenly turned cold.

"Wait, wait, listen to my explanation first!" Watanabe Toru raised his hands to tell her not to act rashly. "I saw that you are weak and don't exercise, so I wanted to use this method to get you to exercise. It's really for your own good!"

Qingye Rin crossed her arms, her cherry-colored lips slightly pursed, outlining a dangerous arc.

"Kiyono-san! Kiyono! Rin! Do you believe me? Would I lie to you? I can lie to anyone but you!"

Qingye Rin pointed at the track and said in a tone that was nothing to talk about: "1000 meters."

"Wait a minute, this is weird! I admit that I wanted to play a trick on you, but you only picked it up nine times, a total of 9 meters? I accept the punishment, but why do you have to run a thousand meters?"

"1100 meters."

"...Okay, I understand. I'll go right away."

Looking at the listless back of Watanabe Toru as he walked towards the runway, Kiyono Rin snorted "as if you've gotten a good deal" and then smiled faintly.

She picked up her sportswear and notebook, picked up the football, and walked to the stands.

After running 1100 meters, Toru Watanabe must rest, and she also took a break.

Putting the football and clothes aside, she looked at her notes, which listed the entertainment activities that even with the number of people in the Human Observation Department, they could participate and possibly get points.